08/11/2025
Years ago, I heard someone say, “He who cares the least holds the most power.”
At the time, I didn’t fully understand it… but now? I’ve lived it.
For so much of my life, I wasted my time and energy trying to explain myself to people who were never going to hear me, see me, believe me, respect me, or appreciate me. People I cared about more than they cared about me. People I was trying to save. People I desperately wanted to love me unconditionally — wounds that go all the way back to childhood.
I spent years trying to get my point across, trying to feel heard and seen. But here’s the truth: people who want to misunderstand you will always misunderstand you.
Now? I don’t argue. I don’t defend myself. I don’t try to change anyone’s mind. You could tell me the moon is hot pink and triangle-shaped, and I’d simply say, “Cool,” and move on.
And recently, I had an encounter with someone who used to take up so much of my time and energy with their chaos. This time, I didn’t take the bait. I stayed calm, detached, and unbothered. The satisfaction in that moment was unmatched — the ultimate I won feeling.
Because I know it must drive controlling people crazy when they realize they have zero control over you anymore. That alone is enough to keep me from ever engaging again.
Now, when someone does or says something shady, I note it, file it away, and move forward. No confrontation. No resolution talks. No giving them the satisfaction of a reaction.
When you stop giving people access to your energy, you become unf**kwithable. And that’s the real power.
**kwithable
